Warning!!! This story contains Scat, Farts,Diapers and ABDL Viewer discretion is advised.

P.S. I’d recommend reading the original ‘Pig Manure Machine’ before reading this to understand more.

                        Pig Manure Machine- Epilogue 
                                                By, PoopyWolf

Moving in/New living
Ever since that first day on the Manure farm everything has changed for Marcus for the better that life started to turn out very good,happy, and well in fortune for him as well! For starters he had continued as promised to work for his boss Dr. Mcflair who later on would learn his first name which was ‘Rocky 'and would do his job at sitting on the large red changing table making as much pig manure as was needed and even sometimes would go over the limit in doing so because Marcus would just like doing it! Being put onto the table by the robotic hands which Rocky had modified to become more AI oriented and would occasionally ask through speakers on the back of their hands “Are you comfortable? Do you need a break? Need a helping push?” It was just getting to be better work conditions and in a short amount of time Rocky completely removed the wrist restraints for Marcus’s changing table and gave Marcus better leg support for pushing his big loads out by having a leg sling hang on the ceiling to keep his feet all the way up. His legs were kept bent and his knees over his belly as if being changed which he was since it was his job so it just made everything easier, and if Marcus just so happened to pee it would easily collect in the bucket underneath his repugnant butt. But from all that Marcus favorite part was that he got to watch kid shows like Paw Patrol and Bluey while the doc sold the loaded diapers of fresh pig manure in which he’d suck on a pacifier he was reward with one day and get to play with blocks, rings, and shape puzzles all while ‘working.’ When the work day was over he would go to his house in his crap and diarrhea filled rubber diaper with huge bulging lumps in them, Where Rocky had put large gold stars on each place the pigs heavy and large loads would bloat outwards at to which it made the guy squeal and clap with excitement whenever he got a star for doing a big boy poop in his pants. Although there was one thing Marcus didn't like about his job and itself had nothing to do with it actually it was the going home part and being left to adult for himself so one day he stopped by his bosses house in nothing but his work uniform and few of his belongings in his truck. Dr. Mcflair was of course happy to have Marcus move in with him at the farm and accepted him rent free, and using Marcus’s money he had earn the two of them renovated the old guess room of the farm house into a nursery just for Marcus or as Rocky started calling him ‘Hammy’ He had everything he could have ever wanted a large adult sized crib with bars big enough to keep him inside like the baby he was, farm animal plush toys a modern TV a soft colorful rug everything Marcus could have got he got for his room except for the naughty stool whenever he acted out at his new home.
Routines/New Dad
About a year into their partnership Rocky was treating Marcus like he was his own son and Marcus had no complaints at all over it he liked being treated that way both in and out of work since being a drooly dumb manure making baby had basically become his life/his job and his found happiness. Whenever Marcus and Rocky had days off they would either do two things and that was to go out and enjoy themselves letting Marcus go to the movies but if it was a scary movie he wasn't allowed to go but if he did anyway he'd get up and cry in the middle of the night much to Rocky’s annoyance and he would sheepishly say every time “C-can i sweep wif chu tonight?” But of course Rocky was too nice and obliged and although his ass stank from quite literally never ever wanting to take his nasty rubber diaper off and not to mention he had sleep toots and because of the work he had been doing started to recently start pooping his diaper instinctively while sleeping, he still openly accepted him to sleep in the grown up bed with him and let him cuddle up to his warm body for comfort from having the inevitable nightmares he tried to warn his baby boy about. In the mornings when they did not wanna go nowhere on days off or if work ended earlier from the times Marcus made double loads which is actually a lot of times they would stay home and Rocky would do house chores like a parent while Marcus ate breakfast and struggled to figure out where the triangle shape went on his shape box while in a dirty diaper and kiddy shirt that was too small to cover his bulging pig belly. Usually they went something like this 
“Ham! Do you want a diaper change? I can do it myself this time instead of the hands in your room.”
“Nu-uh! I dun….n..nngh..” Marcus would always at least every single hour after saying no or while playing or watching TV buckle down on his hands and knees and with his legs already spread apart from each other due to the sag and space the diaper occupied in between his legs would grunt till his cheeks were a crimson red and push out a massive turd at least the size of a refrigerator, and it would always be mushy and wet and smell like well…pig shit which needless to say made his ass cheeks just the absolute worse. It was made up for by the machine pulling his diaper back in order to use a full on shovel to take out the stale mess so he wouldn't need a change after dumping the huge dump truck dumping into his pants he liked so much. That isn't to say the pig didn't get a bath he did once a week which wouldn't matter at all since pooping 100+ times a day to make manure for other farms and land makers bath did practically nothing to keep his buttcheeks from looking anything less than a family sized chocolate cake being sat on 10x over. Needless to say Rocky would forever have the image of his stinky boys dirty butt crack sticking out of his diaper And a hefty log or two,and the exposed back of his plasticy rubber diaper holding in all those steamy buttery like butt brownies ingrained in his brain.  

Publicity/Bright Future
In the future Marcus would go on to be the face of his home town all over the news at just the age of 23 and would make it to head lines as ‘The pigs whose ass would save nature’ all that work Dr. Mcflair had put into making the richest manure that hadn't gone to waste. Marcus’s manure alone had grown over a thousand trees and made over 120+ land across town. He and Rocky were invited to cut open the ribbon to a new forest and Marcus got to go in just his soiled diaper which he initially thought was a bad idea but it turned out it was the mayor himself who suggested it giving Marcus the privilege to wear it publicly so long as it did not distract others. Everyone cheered for the both of them, Marcus and Rocky had made such a change and impact on the lands development and now whenever they went out shopping to buy baby stuff and more diapers they would be occasionally met with a household gardener looking down to marcus’s ‘baked goods’ in his pants while he was in the shopping cart to ask for fertilizer which Marcus would happily although embarrassingly as heck given them. When the two got home that day Rocky Mclfair embraced his smelly baby boy in his arms as Marcus returned the embrace back to him lovingly and the proud dragon would say to his superstar son “That's my boy Marcus. That's my boy.” Marcus would squeal gleefully proud of himself. That night Rocky read the ‘Three Little Pigs’ to Marcus as the sleepy lovable big guy went down for the count on the first page as he was read to sleep in Rocky’s bed and fell asleep soundly sucking on his pacfire proud to be the doctor's baby. “Sigh kids.” whispered Rocky to himself as he got the town savior ready for bed to do another day's work tomorrow.